Thee Best

Guard competitions are rough. I love them, but they are always hard for me, what with the inability to breathe and the emotional instability that follows. Tonight was especially difficult, and I texted Janelle a bit. She later promised to bring me a treat, and I expected just a soda.

When I got to the school and met me with two sodas, two candy bars, Phineas and Ferb fruit snacks, a box of tea, and a handwritten houndstooth card. I really didn't expect it all to be mine, but she just gave it all to me. She said I had a hard night and deserved something nice.

I certainly don't deserve her. How can I have such a wonderful, lovely, perfect, bestest friend? It is a miracle to meet such a beautiful person, and I am infinitely lucky.

Thanks for noticing I wore matching socks a year and a half ago.